One Flew West

He walked out in the dark one day
   To see a million stars,
The vastness of the Milky Way,
   The luminance of Mars.
Roused by a spell he feared like hell
   But had no wish to spurn,
In fazed delight he gazed all night
   And never did return.

He walked out in the dark one day
   To see a million stars.
The elders say he lost his way
   And puff on cheap cigars.
The flecks of light they form at night,
   Like fireflies in June,
Or pungent smell might just as well
   Have touched him as the moon.

Ed Morris, 2014



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